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Sunday Musing: Sing the Song of Nature

11/30/2014

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Sing the song of nature,
Winds and thunder in the band,
The symphony of ocean tides,
Orchestrated by the Creator’s Hand.


The gentle mist of dewdrops,
The spray of ocean waves so great,
The mighty power of currents,
The many patterns of snowflakes.

The sky which goes forever,
Dark clouds of a storm so near,
The lightning which brings the message,
The voice of nature sounds so clear.
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The hills that roll so gently,
The walls of granite which stand so tall,
The peaks that wear the snowy caps,
The canyons where echoes call.

The gifts of Mother Nature,
Provides everything we need,
So love, respect and keep her safe,
Don’t act as just you please.
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Sunday Musing

11/23/2014

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Come my child, and follow our steps
Not south, north, east or west.
A journey inward, to a wonderful land
Of greater beauty, and a Master Plan
All do go, it isn’t by chance
You finally reach, the spiritual dance
There the orchestra, plays a special tune
Written for all, from the Creator's Plume.
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The stars are placed, in the sky
By the Creator, from up high
They do twinkle, with a light
Which can be seen, both day and night
The daylight stars, are still a glow
Use your deeper sense, and you will know
Wherever you journey, and your lessons be
That you are always surrounded, with loving energy.

Enjoy your day!


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Another Delight - Sunday Musing

11/16/2014

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A whirl of energy, sings with light,
Now has been created, another delight.
A part of the Creator, now takes its flight,
As it comes to enter, the material night.
But into darkness, each does file.
To pass on earth, for a little while,
To learn, to grow, its all a plan,
Continuing its experience, as woman and man.
It's dusty cover, allows all to see
It is combined of atoms, and of earth it be
But under the cover, the spirit be,
A whirl of loving, en-er-gy.

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The Journey Through Life

11/16/2014

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Don't hurry through life, as if its a race,
Meet each challenge, with beauty and grace,
There is no winner, at a finish line
As you come to the end, of your allotted time.

The swan or the cockatoo, to glide or to squawk?
Do you move in harmony, or is bitterness your talk?

It is all in the journey, each step that you made
Did you plant flowers, or bring others pain?

Glance back at your pathway, look where you crept
Did you flow in harmony, or were you heavy in step?
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A Part in the Great Sea of Eternity

11/15/2014

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The old man sat upon the cliff wondering about his life. What meaning has it had and what does it matter in the great sea of eternity, that rolls never ending in constant rhythm upon the shore...

But each wave is pushed, by an unseen hand,
And plays its role, upon the sand.
Each life, like the wave, rolls on its way,
To be a part of creation, every day.
Driven by, the invisible force,
The wave of life, fulfills its course

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The Wings of Pegasus

11/9/2014

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The wings of Pegasus, flap in the night,
As the soul within, looks to take its flight,
While mired in the earth plane, it does not see,
The part it plays, in eternity.

With grace and beauty, the soul takes flight to see,
The past or present, where it desires to be,
Now come leave the bed, and fly with me,
And we will traverse, the endless sea.

The sea which stretches, from shore to shore,
Or like the actions, of a revolving door,
The cycles of life, which seem so real,
Are shuffled like cards, on each new deal.
You play your hand, that you have found,
Until the time, to lay the hand down.

Best wishes for your Sunday!


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What of life? Sunday Musing

11/9/2014

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Mists of spiritual substance, float in the air,
Moving quite freely, as you pass by them there,
They travel on pathways, chosen while above,
To experience lessons, eventually learning to love.
Bodies crossing each other, and mingling their mists,
Some bodies giving off kisses, others raising their fists,
Sharing together, to learn of the plan,
What are these bodies, we call woman and man?
Are we made of only solid matter, so hard and so firm?
And we are just dust, and to the earth we return?,
Does it all end, when the body we no longer see,
Or is there more, than this we must be?
Can there be more, than the body does show,
Can there be more, than to dust it does go?
Can the Creator of stars, rivers and trees,
Have more of a plan, for you and for me?
Nothing is lost, our scientists say, 
As energy and matter, convert every day,
And what of the experience, we store in our head,
Does it turn into dust, when the body appears dead?
Could it be, this I AM that I know,
Will go onward forever, for many an earth show?
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